Mari Ranchettes Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

Slut for Ranch Dressing T Shirt

Hello Natives, i’m a big fan of the Nashville Rockette’s and i couldn’t help but get excited when i discovered Weld County’s own Aristocrat Ranchette’s: namely Mary, Caroline, Nancy, and .

Over in Southside, life’s a festival. I heard they host open mic nights on Broad Ave. Crowds, freakin’ tunes, and some soulful sounds remind me of that raw love thrill in Brokeback Mountain. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” echoes through these streets every so damn often.

Vigil held for Preston Lord in Queen Creek neighborhood